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Golden
7,842
Hip-Hop/Rap
Golden was released on May 10, 2011 by XL Recordings as a part of the album Goblin
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AlbumGoblin
Release DateMay 10, 2011
LabelXL Recordings
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler, The Creator
Tyler, The Creator
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Okonma
Tyler Okonma
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyler Okonma
Tyler Okonma
Producer
Brian "Big Bass" Gardner
Brian "Big Bass" Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Syd Tha Kyd
Syd Tha Kyd
Mixing Engineer
Wolf Haley
Wolf Haley
Executive Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Tyler, you obviously have some fuckin' problems
And this is, this-this is the end of this session
Let's, anything else you've gotta say?
[Verse 1]
Mom is gettin' jealous, I see my manager more
Than I see her before I go on tour, and it hurts
Yeah
I miss the days when this was fun
But now it turned into work
They getting legal
So I gotta watch the shit that I blurt out
As you should, the shit's outrageous
My friends are turning into opposites
Because my life is turning into opposite of sloppy wrist
And all the bitches who forgot about me wanna ride my dick
Harder than the white kids who copy shit
Ending it is all I fucking think about
That's the shit I think about
All alone, bawlin' till my muhfuckin' eyes bleed
See, he's a leader in person and smiles
Shit gets disgusting
When there's no person around
Talkin' discussion shit, man
I'm here to talk to you
Fuck, I'm putting myself at a distance
For instance
My best friend is now my fucking assistant
Who, Travis?
**** saying "free Earl" without even knowin' him
See, they're missing the new album
I'm missin' my only friend
[Bridge]
You have everyone around you
With thirty names a day, I don't see what it is
I mean, you act like you don't have anyone to talk to
I'm here for you, I'm your friend
When I say Odd, y'all say Future
Odd, uh-oh, nah, that shit's corny as fuck
You're doin' good, you have a cult following, you're
Fuck
To these white kids?
Younger—
Oh, my gosh
[Verse 2]
Charbroiled **** on these dark beats
Nauseous with the Nazi, but it's normal what the cops see
Awesome at his concert, but he never had a pop, see
Mommy was a Livin' Single Queen wit' a Lat-ti
So while my wallet's pilin'
With symbolic colored paper
I lace her
'Cause she gave me a lot at such a young age
Twenty? Why didn't she get that abortion?
Probably 'cause that motherfuckin' embryo was morphin'
Into a Grammy-winning schizophrenic fuckin' orphan
Oops, I mean bastard, a skinny-ass disaster
Mom works hard, still workin' on her Masters
Son lies about takin' classes at community college
Just to record some bullshit, he calls Bastard
Start a fuckin' cult, clash his talents in a brash way
Before he even had a mustache and cash
And all I got was a fuckin' shitty article in Thrasher
[Bridge]
Alright, listen, calm down
That ain't shit, man
Now don't-don't-don't make yourself seem guilty
That, that article was great, every—
No, fuck that
You're beating yourself up and you're livin the fuckin' life right now, G
When I was your age, I would've loved to be fuckin' doin' the things that you're doin' right now
Fuck that, fuck all this shit
You act like I'm not here
You're not
I'm exactly who you're supposed to be talking to
You don't fuckin' help me with shit
You don't help me with shit, fuck
Now, who did that? That, who wouldn't do that?
Fuck you, fuck you
You wouldn't, you wouldn't shoot their friends, right?
You're a fuckin' fuck
That's fine, it's not your fault
I'd kill my fuckin' friends, fuck
We're gonna need security in here and, uh, we're gonna need some
The fuck? I didn't fuckin' sign up for this shit
We're gonna need him followed out now
I'm-I'm not fuckin' crazy, I'm a fuckin' table
I'm a fuckin' table
He's losing it
No, fuck this shit
Tyler, calm down
[Verse 3]
I'ma grab the Nina and find a nice arena
No
'Cause I can't even choose between Ortega or Sabrina
Get security in here
And I'm not even human, I'm a body-shaped demon
With some semen in my sack
And some problems in the back
Calm the fuck down
And a life that's filled with crap
And a finger filled with hate
And a gat that's filled with love
Now that opposites attract
I can finally be one, like a marriage in a church
No
But this marriage has a hearse
And the parents of the one that's getting married has a curse
And it's made up inside of him
Too late to reimburse, but wait, it gets worse
Wait, it gets worse
All the guests that's in the church
All decided to disperse
Tyler
So there was nobody who could stop the wedding with converse
You don't wanna do this
So they tied the knot
Now it's too late to reverse
This arrangement
Yes, it is
The nurse is amazed at the hurt
That he was painin'
Calm the fuck down
But it was obvious in all the photos
He was paining, now a bunch of whispering immerse
[Bridge]
Get him, his right chest, security's right there
Shit
No, get away from me
Get him
And then the nurse blurts
C'mere
What the fuck is his problem?
No
Here, we have two doses to give him, here
Tyler, I will
Why didn't anybody ask him first?
Get on the ground
Hold him down
I've been asking you this whole time
Ho-hold him down
Get the fuck away from me, get away from me
C'mere, motherfucker
Because nobody gave a fuck
Get the fuck off me
Uh, uh
[Outro]
Someone gave a fuck, Tyler
And, uh, the person that gave a fuck was me
See, you're not goin' crazy, it's me, I'm your best friend, Tyler
I know everything, I know everything about you
You've been helping yourself this whole time
Your friends, they're just figments of your imagination
Doctor TC, see Tyler? I'm your conscience
I'm Tron Cat, I'm Ace, I'm Wolf Haley, I'm
Me
Written by: Tyler Okonma
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